Eutopia (Lloyd Hansen AU)

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"Look at you petal, you look every inch of perfection". Lloyd leant down behind Autumn and kissed her cheek as she sat at her vanity, putting the last touches to her make up. Her eyes went to their reflection that was staring back in the mirror. Her husband now looking into it at them as well. "You'll kill them all tonight".

He'd arranged a dinner with a few of his most trusted men and their wives, as well as Denny. At least then his wife would hopefully stop looking like a rabbit caught in headlights - then again some of the other women here did also.

These things took time, but Lloyd wasn't a patient man. Autumn had to simply accept this way of life and how it was going to be. Otherwise, there was no hope.

She was looking pretty in a dress, the skirt being of tulle and a pastel pink. As she reached to slip her gloves on, he stopped her. "Put your wedding ring on after you've put your gloves on. I want everyone to see just who you are Auty..." He whispered into her ear. "I want you to shine like it does".

He wanted to send a message.

Autumn took off her ring and placed it back onto her wedding finger once her gloves were on.

"Perfect" Lloyd toyed with a lock of her hair between his fingers. "Just...perfect". His lips brushed across her neck as he kissed her. "Let's go show you off".

"I'm not an exhibit..."

"You are to me. You're Mrs Hansen - everyone is gonna be looking at you".

She rose from where she was seated and took her bag, just wanting the night to be over with if she was honest. Autumn knew that she wasn't here to make friends or to pick out familiar faces that she'd seen within the CIA. She was here because Lloyd wanted a woman to breed, and that was all she, or any other woman in the same situation as her, was.

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On arrival at the mansion where headquarters was based, Autumn looked around, only having seen a couple of rooms on the night of her arrival. Her arm was linked with Lloyd's - firmly. It was as though he thought she'd still try and bolt, but the faded blood stain on the floor from where the female agent had been shot down, told her that she wouldn't.

"Is this where you hide when you're not out on a mission or in your study?" She asked, eyes catching a room just off the hall with lots of screens and tech in.

"This is where I work, yes". He confirmed. "You impressed sweet pea?"

She shot him a sideways glance. "Are those screens compensating for something?" Now gesturing to the room with the tech.

He smirked. "I don't know Auty, why don't you tell me?"

Leading her to the room, he now showed her inside. Some agents were manning the screens with earpieces in so as they could speak to one another or whoever they were watching on the screen.

Autumn hadn't seen such tech to this point. Not even back at the CIA. "It's a lot of stuff..."

"And it's useful, we hunt down someone anywhere in the world then me and my tech can do it".

"Highest kill count I've ever seen" Denny's voice made them turn as he walked in and smirked. "Showing off your toys Lloyd?"

Lloyd sported the same expression. "The wife wanted to see what we do".

Denny nodded and then his eyes went to Autumn. "Mrs Hansen, you're looking beautiful this evening". Taking her gloved hand and placing a kiss on it. "How are you settling in to Eutopia?"

Autumn nodded, knowing she needed to lie through her teeth in order to satisfy both her husband and Denny. "It's certainly one of a kind. I'm slowly getting used to the house, finding my way about. More rooms than I'm used to". She smiled like a 'good girl'. "Do you spend a lot of time here?"

"Denny's back and forth, usually busy dealing with matters of his own organisation". Lloyd now replied. "But you'll see him from time to time". He now caught sight of a suited woman out in the hallway just over Denny's shoulder. "Did you have to bring the bitch?" Lloyd asked his friend with some distaste to his words and expression.

"You know I had to, otherwise the piggy would squeal if I left her to oversee things back at base". Denny replied, glancing over his shoulder and then back at Lloyd. "Trust me, she puts a foot outta line then heads will roll".

"Hers if I have anything to do with it". Lloyd replied and then led Autumn out into the hallway to where the woman was. "Suzanne...long time, was hoping for longer if I'm being perfectly honest". 

Suzanne now glared at him. "Shut up Lloyd".

"Not a chance, nice haircut - makes you look like more of a bitch than you already are". He remarked casually and then walked past her, still leading his wife into the dining room where the couples he'd invited were seated.

Suzanne...

Autumn had obviously known of her back at the CIA but had never crossed paths with the woman. And it was clear that she held a certain level of hatred for Lloyd than anyone else did. Even Autumn herself.

Lloyd pulled out a chair and Autumn sat down on it, with him pushing her in before taking his seat next to her at one end of the table. Denny was at the other end along with Suzanne.

All the while Autumn could feel Suzanne's stare in her whilst all the men were making conversation and the women did so with one another.

In comparison? Suzanne stood out like a sore thumb in her stiff looking business suit.

"You look great". Eva leant over and whispered. "Where did you get your dress?"

"Lloyd, most of my wardrobe was picked out by him". Autumn replied.

"I mean, I should hope so! He's got high quality taste". Eva replied in her usual optimistic manner. "I know you might not wanna hear it, but you two do look the perfect for - even Nick said so".

Autumn couldn't give a shit about what Nick thought. Currently he was talking to another agent and Lloyd. She was glad she had someone there though. "Cocktails after dinner, that's when we can really talk - I'll introduce you to the others".

Autumn grinned with a little over enthusiastic "yay!" When really she had been dreading this. Lloyd may have said it was for her benefit, but really? This was all to show them just who the boss was, and who the wives should look to for their 'inspiration'.

Autumn knew that could only truly be achieved if she were to finally have a child and be a positive example to the women of Eutopia, as to what the project was all about.